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LONG   LANCE

fine fellows of the North-West Mounted Police
had gone to their Maker through an idle joke
which a thoughtless fellow who had crept into
their force had carelessly perpetrated on a young
Indian, who, according to some of the mounted
policemen themselves, had in him the makings of
a good citizen of the early West. And, in justice
to the mounted police, it must be said that the
man responsible for this. Corporal Dickson, was
immediately stripped of his uniform, dismissed
from the force, and under guard was made to dig
the grave of Almighty Voice's first victim Ser-
geant C. C. Colebrook.

But the real battle of this famous episode had
not yet begun*

The tragic consequences of these two disas-
trous charges brought about a retreat of the
attacking party, without time to remove their
dead. That night, however, the besiegers tried
to burn the Indians out of the bush by setting fire
to it. But the attempt was a failure,

Not until then did the mounted police realize
the size of the job they had undertaken. A third
call for reinforcements was sent out. A cordon
of pickets was thrown completely around the
thicket, to prevent the escape of the Indians in
the darkness.

That night in the Regina Mounted Police
Headquarters, two hundred miles to the south, a

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